A winged coin flew up in the air, spitting dazzling brilliance from the small hole, almost lighting up this side of the mountain forest.

Then, Dinghaizhu, who was supposed to have made a lot of achievements, disappeared.

At this moment, the high-spirited Zhao Gongming was stunned, the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls were his natal magic weapons, which were given to him by the master of the Tongtian Sect. The dark knot in the bead can evolve into twenty-four heavens, and the mystery is endless, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rare spiritual treasure.

In the sect, there are few who can compare, but I didn't expect to be planted on a strange-looking spiritual treasure today.

The most incredible thing is that this spiritual treasure holder is no more than a golden immortal.

"Who are you? Dare to trespass on the poor road of Wuyi Mountain? ”

Xiao Sheng got up from the stone bench and looked at Zhao Gongming nonchalantly.

A mere scattered immortal who has cultivated to an average dares to say such things to Da Luo Jinxian, who has been famous for a long time, if people outside see this scene, they will definitely think that Xiao Sheng is either crazy or taken away.

"Hmph, I think you are Wuyi Mountain Scattered Immortal Xiao Sheng, a little scattered immortal, relying on a strange treasure in his hand, he is rebellious, and today the poor road will let your blood splash on the spot."

Zhao Gongming recited the mantra, instilled a large amount of mana into the dragon rope, and threw it out.

If he was careless just now, he fell into the other party's way, and this time the dragon binding rope containing a huge amount of mana would not be able to stop the other party's plan.

However, the winged money, shaking a little, bloomed with dazzling brilliance again, blocking all sight and consciousness.

Then, the dragon rope was gone.

Zhao Gongming looked at the strange money in disbelief, because he loved to collect treasures, there were all kinds of magic weapons and spiritual treasures in the world, and there was nothing he had never seen. He had no impression of such a powerful spiritual treasure in front of him.

"Your spiritual treasure has run out, it's time to be poor"

Xiao Sheng took back the treasure money, let out a long roar, and flew into the air like a martial arts master, kicking Zhao Gongming in the chest.

If someone saw this scene, they must shout that it was fake, how could the dignified Luo Jinxian stand there motionless and take a kick.

"Poof"

Zhao Gongming had no power to fight back, and flew out upside down, vomiting blood.

Xiao Sheng still didn't stop, and kept slapping Zhao Gongming, causing Zhao Gongming's five organs to be damaged, his spirit to crack, and his body to the ground with heavy weight.

"You, you're not Scattered Immortal Xiao Sheng."

Zhao Gongming, whose face was covered with blood, said bitterly, he is a dignified existence at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and in the Honghuang Continent, there is no problem in entering the top twenty.

Defeated in the hands of an unknown scattered immortal, there is only one possibility, this scattered immortal is impersonated.

"The poor road is the scattered immortal Xiao Sheng"

Xiao Sheng said lightly, and threw the Dinghai Pearl and Dragon Binding Rope that he had just grabbed on the ground, which could make countless people tempted by the high-grade innate spirit treasure, and he abandoned it like a shoe.

In the world, there are only a few people who can do this.

His identity is about to be revealed.

"Yes—yes—you're Xiao Sheng"

Zhao Gongming seemed to know the identity of the person who came, and a look of fear appeared on his face. Cultivating immortals for millions of years, the Great Dao is just immortal, and he doesn't want to die here in a daze.

At this moment, a spiritual light fell from the sky, and it was Chu Feng who was chasing him.

"This"

saw Zhao Gongming lying on the ground, looking seriously injured. Look at the scattered immortals who are standing on the side, calm and relaxed, and their cultivation is not as good as the early stage of the Golden Immortal.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Chu Feng's mind - the famous Wuyi Mountain Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao incidents, I am afraid that there is another mystery.

"Another Xiaoxiao who broke into Wuyi Mountain."

A trace of anger appeared between Xiao Sheng's eyebrows.

This is the mood swing that I didn't have when I dealt with Zhao Gongming just now.

Chu Feng, who had almost guessed Xiao Sheng's identity, immediately threw his hand towards Cao Bao, who was sitting next to the chessboard.

"Meet the Saints"

Cao Bao, who was holding the chess pieces in his forehand, raised his head, and the corners of his mouth outlined a unique smile for women.

"It is worthy of being the Chu Dao Chief, who has calculated many golden immortals, and he has seen through the identity of this seat at a glance."

Woman's voice!

Chu Feng was shocked when he heard this, he thought that this person was a cheap master or a quasi-Taoist pretending, but he didn't expect it to be Nuwa Niangniang.

In fact, after a flash of inspiration just now, Chu Feng was sure that Xiao Sheng was pretending to be the Yuan Shi Tianzun, but he didn't dare to pierce the window paper, so he had to talk about another pretending saint, for fear of guessing wrong, so he said the word "saint" in general.

Unexpectedly, it was Nuwa Niangniang who had been staying out of the way who pretended to be Cao Bao.

Alas, two saints, ambushed here.

Lao Zhao doesn't die, who dies.

"This place is not a casual break, you can take Zhao Gongming away"

Nuwa Niangniang said lightly.

These words are clearly driving people away, but they are actually protecting the two of them.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was pretending to be Xiao Sheng, did not tear his face, Chu Feng walked over and picked up the seriously injured Zhao Gongming, and was about to leave.

"Slow"

Xiao Sheng spoke to stop it.

Do you want to tear your face? Chu Feng turned his head and calmly looked at this saint who pretended to be a scattered immortal and killed his master and nephew.

"I don't know what advice you have?"

Xiao Sheng pointed to the dragon rope and Dinghaizhu on the ground.

Chu Feng's eyes burst with divine light, and he swept away the dragon rope and Dinghai Zhu.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Sheng shook his head.

What do you mean by shaking your head, tearing your face, Chu Feng looked at Nuwa Niangniang, who was still sitting.

"Xiao Sheng, didn't you hear what this seat said?"

Nuwa Niangniang said in a commanding tone.

Xiao Sheng hesitated for a few breaths and turned his back.

Chu Feng took the opportunity to soar into the sky and leave this place of right and wrong.

Not long after, Guang Chengzi appeared and bent down to salute.

"Meet the master, meet the mother"

Xiao Sheng, who was carrying his body on his back, waved his hand and motioned for Guang Chengzi to leave.

"The disciple retires"

Guang Chengzi arched his hand to Xiao Sheng and Nuwa respectively, before he disappeared into a streamer.

After a long time, Xiao Sheng turned around and turned into the appearance of Yuan Shi Tianzun.

"Fellow Daoist, what does it mean to be suitable?"

Nuwa smiled slightly, making the flowers hang low and the countless fairies gloomy.

"Brother Dao, you invited Poor Dao to play chess here, but dragged Poor Dao into the water, it is you who should be explained, right?"

A rare smile appeared on the majestic face of Yuan Shi Tianzun.

"It's true to invite Taoist friends to play chess here, but it was an accident when I met Zhao Gongming."

"Yes."

Nuwa was noncommittal.

Yuan Shi Tianzun returned to the chessboard, sat down, picked up the chess pieces and played chess again.

……

In the middle of the wilderness, Chu Feng put down Zhao Gongming, who had a breath, and called while conveying immortal energy and faith willingness.

"Brother Dao, Brother Dao......"

Suddenly, three streamers flew from the sky and landed nearby, and they were the clouds, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao.

"Brother"

"Brother"

"Brother"

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao all pounced on them, crying bitterly.

At this moment, the immortals who are high above and have no mundane fetters, like ordinary people, are extremely sad when they encounter life and death.

"Who injured my brother, I'm going to skin him alive!"

In the past, Bixiao, who was full of fairy spirit, had red eyes, and said through gritted teeth.